By David Dotaona
It's official now. Funny, come to think about it. Here I am, a Christian by Constitutional decree. I'm a certified VIP for the pearly gates.
So, when my time comes, and I'm standing at the heavenly threshold, I'm expecting a red carpet. Angel Gabriel, you might want to double-check the guest list, because a Christian by Constitutional declaration is arriving.
Forget the waiting list, I can jump the queue, I'm thinking a room with a view, some extra perks and privileges. After all, a gentleman needs his comforts, especially one who's officially Christian by national law.